The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became extremely strange.

It seemed a little dignified, and also seemed...a little awkward with unknown meaning.

Seeing Song Qianying trying to pick up the glass fragments on the ground with her bare hands, Pu Minhui hurriedly grabbed her arm: "Xiaoying, don't pick it up, let me do it."

"No, auntie, I broke it, so I should clean it up."

Song Qianying shook her head and refused, but her voice was mixed with a trace of panic.

Her heart was pounding. At this moment, she actually wanted to run away through the door, but in the end, she still had the courage to stay.

Yes, it’s true, the little kid in the photo is exactly who he was when he was young.

Therefore, she must figure out what the relationship between her aunt and Aunt Minhui is and her?

Thinking of a certain possibility, Song Qianying couldn't help but tremble, and the backs of her hands secretly sweated.

Seeing that she couldn't defeat her, Park Minhui had no choice but to sigh, turn around and walk to the storage room, ready to get a broom and a plastic dustpan.

Song Qianying then raised her eyes and stared at her back with a very complicated expression.

It took some effort to finally clean up the ground.

After finding a new photo frame and mounting the photo, the two people, each with their own thoughts, returned to the sofa and sat down.

At this time, Song Qianying finally couldn't help but ask: "Auntie, what is the relationship between you and your aunt and the child in the photo?"

Out of caution, she did not immediately say that she was that child. After all, her appearance now is still very different from that of her childhood. Most people would not immediately think of herself when they see the photo.

"What kind of relationship do you think it would be?"

Park Minhui glanced at her deeply and asked instead of answering.

"I--"

Song Qianying bit her lip, hesitating whether she should tell the answer in her heart.

In the photo, the person holding her is this beautiful aunt. Is she her mother?

If so, did she recognize herself...

One question after another kept bubbling in her heart, and she was so nervous that she didn't even know where to put her hands.

When Pu Minhui saw this, her eyes flickered slightly, her red lips twitched and she was about to say something, when the doorbell rang at this moment.

"Oh, it's Ziyue here!"

She suddenly seemed relieved and ran to open the door.

Song Qianying blinked, her expression unable to conceal her loneliness.

After a while, Huo Ziyue's clear laughter came to my ears: "Hey, Xiaoying is actually faster than me."

"aunt--"

Song Qianying hurriedly cheered up, raised her head and smiled at her.

But she was still not good at pretending, and Huo Ziyue immediately saw that she was worried.

"Xiaoying, did Ayao bully you?"

Huo Ziyue's first reaction was to think of that bastard from her family.

"Uh, no, no!"

Song Qianying quickly waved her hands. He had been doing so well recently, how could he bully her?

"Then why are you so depressed?"

Huo Ziyue's words were filled with deep concern.

Song Qianying was organizing her words to prepare an answer, but Pu Minhui spoke eagerly at this moment: "The food is ready, let's eat first, how about it?"

"Oh, that's fine! Xiaoying, your Aunt Minhui's cooking skills are great. Let's eat quickly, okay?"

Huo Ziyue is a talented person, and she has been best friends with Pu Minhui for decades. How could she not see that she wants to stop her from chatting with Xiaoying at this time?

But why?

How strange!

She was a little confused, but due to the tacit understanding between her best friends, she still chose to side with Park Minhui for the time being.

Song Qianying couldn't refuse Huo Ziyue, so she nodded and followed them to the dining room.

As Huo Ziyue said, Park Minhui's cooking skills are very good, comparable to the level of a chef in a five-star hotel. However, Song Qianying, who was immersed in her own thoughts, had lost her appetite and lost her appetite.

Park Minhui saw her expression in her eyes, and her brows furrowed without trace, while Huo Ziyue was obviously the one who enjoyed the meal the most.

After the meal, the three of them returned to the living room.

Knowing that Song Qianying was proficient in tea ceremony, Huo Ziyue immediately suggested that she make tea, and Song Qianying obliged without hesitation.

While she was going to the kitchen to wash the tea sets, Huo Ziyue approached Park Minhui and asked her in a low voice: "What's going on? I see you two acting weird?"

Park Minhui did not answer immediately, but got up and walked to the TV cabinet, picked up the photo frame that she had just put back on, and walked back.

Seeing the photo in her hand, Huo Ziyue's eyes lit up: "Hey, these are old photos from 20 years ago, and you still keep them?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly snatched the photo away and took a closer look.

"I happened to see it two days ago when I was cleaning up the house, so I brought it over."

Pu Minhui's narrow phoenix eyes were half-squinted, as if she was stuck in some kind of memory, and there was a slight hint of sadness in the corners of her eyes and between her brows.

Huo Ziyue looked away from the photo, glanced at her thoughtfully, and sighed softly: "Hey, I wonder how Lingling is doing now?"

Lingling is the little baby in the photo.

At that time, she saw that she was very cute, so Huo Ziyue gave her a nickname, Lingling.

…

After Song Qianying washed the tea set, she didn't take it out immediately. Instead, she stood in front of the sink in a daze.

While she was washing the cups just now, she was secretly doing some mental construction, hoping that she would be braver later and tell her aunt and Aunt Minhui that she was the little girl in the photo.

But……

After struggling for a long time, she finally lost the courage!

How to do how to do?

It would be great if Huo Junyao was around, he would definitely be able to give her advice!

I really want to call him, but country K is at least seven or eight hours away from city H, and he is still on the plane, so...

You can only rely on yourself!

However, when she thought that Aunt Minhui might be her mother, Song Qianying's heart was as complicated as knocking over a five-flavor bottle.

Just as she was hesitating, the cell phone in her jeans pocket suddenly started singing.

She wiped her hands and took out her phone.

The word "Grandma" appears on the screen.

She had promised grandma earlier that she would go to the villa in person in the afternoon, but now that grandma is urging her so urgently, there shouldn't be anything bad going on, right?

Song Qianying subconsciously frowned, and for some reason, her eyelids twitched without warning.

She lightly swiped the screen with her green-white fingers, and the call was connected. Before she could speak, she heard her grandma's angry voice hurriedly coming from the other end of the radio wave: "Xiaoying, come to the villa for me right now!"

Hearing this, Song Qianying couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

She also wants to ask about her life experience...

So, she bit her lip and said bravely: "Grandma, can you wait a moment? I still--"

Before she could finish her words, Mrs. Huo interrupted her sharply, "It's urgent, come back quickly!"

Song Qianying was about to ask what was urgent, but her grandma had already hung up the phone before her.

Listening to the "beep beep" busy tone on the airwaves, she suddenly felt a headache.

…

In the living room, two women in their forties were still immersed in memories because of an old photo.

Hearing Pu Minhui talk about Song Qianying being Lingling, Huo Ziyue was so surprised that she finally came back to her senses for a long time: "You...are you telling the truth? Xiaoying...Xiaoying, she is really..."

"Um!"

Park Minhui nodded with difficulty.

"How can you be so sure?"

Huo Ziyue still couldn't believe it and continued to ask.

"There is a rose mark on the back of Xiaoying's neck. Do you still remember that when Lingling was two years old, I personally tattooed a rose for her?"

Park Minhui's tone was particularly determined.

Huo Ziyue tilted her head and thought for a while, and suddenly remembered something like that, "Oh, I remembered it. But you can't conclude that she is Lingling just based on a rose."

"I originally thought so too, so I haven't dared to act rashly since I discovered this secret last time. But today this photo was seen by Xiaoying, and her reaction was very strange. I guess she should know that the Lingling in it is her. By myself."

Park Minhui analyzed it very methodically. Huo Ziyue nodded while listening. At this moment, she completely believed her best friend's words.

No wonder she felt so cordial when she saw Xiaoying for the first time. If she were Lingling, then this indescribable affinity would be completely explainable. After all, he had hugged Lingling many times when she was a child.

only……

"Are you going to tell Xiaoying the truth?

Huo Ziyue raised her eyes and gave her a serious look.

Park Minhui stretched out her hand and pressed her temples. After a while, she slowly said, "If she asks me, just tell me!"

"Then you are not afraid -"

"Sorry, aunt, Aunt Minhui, grandma has something urgent to do with me, I have to leave right away!"

Suddenly, Song Qianying hurriedly ran out of the kitchen and interrupted their conversation.

Fortunately, the voices of the two people talking were very low, otherwise this girl would have heard everything.

The two women, who had secrets in their hearts, exchanged looks that only the other could understand.

"Xiaoying, what's going on?"

Seeing her pale face and a flustered look, Huo Ziyue stood up quickly.

"I don't know. Grandma said it was urgent and asked me to rush back right away. Sorry, I'll take my leave now."

After Song Qianying finished speaking, she bowed respectfully to them, hurriedly picked up her bag and walked towards the door.

"Xiaoying, I will accompany you back!"

Huo Ziyue was obviously worried and simply followed her out.

Watching the two people leave, Park Minhui stood there blankly for a long time before closing the door.

She leaned weakly against the door panel and slowly closed her eyes.

Xiaoying, I'm sorry!

I didn't mean to abandon you...

sorry Sorry!

——————

Half an hour later, Song Qianying and Huo Ziyue drove to the Huo Family Villa in a dusty car.

As soon as I stepped into the main room, I felt a strong pressure coming towards me.

very scary!

Unexpectedly, in addition to grandma, there were also my second uncle and third uncle in the hall.

These three old people were all sullen and silent. It seemed that the problem was serious.

Song Qianying's heart trembled, and a vague premonition overflowed from her chest.

Huo Ziyue was also sensitive to the fact that something was wrong.

She subconsciously tightened Song Qianying's arm to give her the strength to support her.

Seeing them coming in together, Mrs. Huo coughed lightly and glared at Huo Ziyue displeasedly: "Why are you here too?"

"Don't I miss you, old man?"

Huo Ziyue replied with a smile.

Song Qianying bowed respectfully to her and called her grandma.

Then, she walked lightly to her second uncle and third uncle, who were eyeing her eagerly. She bowed respectfully and said hello, "Hello, second uncle, hello, third uncle!"

"snort!"

Almost in unison, the two old men snorted coldly, not giving her a good look at all.

Song Qianying froze in embarrassment, with a trace of hurt feelings quietly passing through her clear eyes.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was so solemn, Huo Ziyue rolled her crystal eyes, intending to liven up the atmosphere, when she heard the majestic voice of her second uncle: "Sister-in-law, since this girl is here, please speak clearly."

"Yes, sister-in-law. No matter what happens today, we must give an explanation to our Huo family!"

The third uncle agreed coldly.

When Song Qianying heard this, her heart skipped a beat and her scalp began to feel numb.

Huo Ziyue looked at them with some confusion: "What's going on?"

No one paid any attention to her.

After a while, Mrs. Huo finally spoke: "Xiaoying, are you hiding something from us?"

"Ah, what?"

Song Qianying was stunned.

What could she be hiding from them?

I tilted my head and thought about it, but I still couldn't find the answer.

Seeing Mrs. Huo's unhurried look, the hasty-tempered second uncle couldn't help but angrily stood up on crutches: "Sister-in-law, why are you talking nonsense to this little girl? How can you expect her to do such an immoral thing? Can she take the initiative to admit it frankly?"

Immoral?

Song Qianying was stunned and almost fainted.

Why doesn't she remember that she has done anything immoral?

Moreover, she felt even more aggrieved when she saw the veins bursting out on the faces of her second and third uncles, who looked like they wanted to eat people.

She didn't want to be wronged for no reason, so she bit her lip, looked at her second uncle, and said to him without humility or saying a word: "Second uncle, what did I do to make you so angry? Can you explain it more clearly? ?”

"You don't know what you did? Or are you originally the kind of woman who is flirtatious, so things like that are normal for you?"

The second uncle had always disliked Song Qianying. At this moment, of course he wanted to add insult to injury.

Song Qianying was so shocked by his words that her face turned blue and white, and she couldn't make any sound for a moment.

Huo Ziyue couldn't bear to see her second uncle being such a bully, so she couldn't help but help Song Qianying: "Second uncle, Xiaoying is a clean and well-behaved girl, how could she be like you said-"

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted sharply by her second uncle, "Shut up!"

"Second uncle, you——"

"Stand aside!"

"Second uncle, I'm not—"

Huo Ziyue had never been reprimanded so loudly in her whole life. She was about to argue, but when she received a warning look from her mother, she had no choice but to flatten her mouth in grievance and stamp her feet to stand aside.

At this time, Song Qianying finally came to her senses.

Seeing that my aunt was being scolded because of me, I felt a sense of apology in my heart.

Raising her eyes to meet her second uncle's compelling gaze, she responded helplessly: "Second uncle, please take back what you just said!"

Although she has a softer temper, it doesn't mean that others can just put blame on her head.

Water-based-Yanghua?

Oh, she has only had Huo Junyao as her only man for more than 20 years. What kind of watery-yanghua is this?

"Take it back? After watching this video, I see how you can still quibble!"

After finishing speaking, the second uncle directly picked up the remote control next to him and pressed the play button.

Song Qianying blinked, her temples twitching uneasily.

Although she believed that she was innocent, her second uncle spoke with integrity, and neither her grandma nor her third uncle refuted it. At this moment, even if she no longer wanted to face it, she knew how unbearable this so-called "video" was.

What exactly is it?

Soon, the flashing screen told her the answer.

"Gentlemen, welcome to the Dark Night Auction!"

"Oh hoho——"

"Tonight, I present to you a top prey! She is beautiful, as beautiful as a delicate rose. She is pure, as clean as the moon. Whether it is her figure or face, she can be described as a beauty. ! And the most important thing is that this is a virgin, and tonight, her first night will be auctioned!"

…

It was an auction in the dark night, the product was her, and the buyer was Alex.

The video restored the "grand occasion" of that night. The three elders who had already known the content looked gloomy and said nothing, while Huo Ziyue's eyes widened in shock, completely unable to believe that Xiaoying had experienced such an incredible thing. Terrible things.

No wonder the second uncle’s reaction was so great...

Hey, once something like this happens, even if Xiaoying is really unscathed, who will believe it?

As a member of a wealthy family, Huo Ziyue knows how much a wealthy family like them pays attention to a girl's reputation, but Xiaoying obviously made a big mistake this time.

what to do?

It seems that the second uncle and the third uncle will not give up.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked at Song Qianying, her eyes filled with deep sympathy and heartache.

Song Qianying stared at the TV screen blankly, her face turned pale.

The recent days were so sweet, so sweet that if this video hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten that she had experienced such a nightmare.

She is not a fool, how could she not understand how lethal this video is?

In an ordinary family, as long as the husband doesn't mind and the parents-in-law believe in him, it should be over.

But the Huo family is not an ordinary family.

I would like to ask, how can the most powerful family with the oldest traditions in H City tolerate a grandson-in-law who has had "stains"?

Not to mention, Huo Junyao's wife will be the future mistress of the house...

So, they came to him this time to get her divorce from Huo Junyao, right?

This realization made Song Qianying's heart suddenly ache.

No, she finally started to have her own love. She didn’t want to leave, she didn’t want to leave!

So, with almost all her strength, she finally turned her gaze back to Mrs. Huo's face, and said in a choked voice: "Grandma, I really haven't done anything sorry for Huo Junyao. Can you not let us divorce?"

-End of this chapter-